The Other Side of the Door Page #2

to speak to him.

But no matter

what you do,

no matter what he says or

how much ever he pleads,

you must not open the door.

Promise me.

I promise.

It has been too long.

Let me go.

Khan.

(GASPS)

(SOBBING)

(RECITING MANTRAS)

PIKI:
They are the Aghori.

They live by

the cremation sites.

(AGHORI CHANTING)

They cover

themselves in the ashes

and they feed off

the flesh of the dead.

For they believe it helps them

communicate with the other side.

(AGHORIS CHANTING MANTRAS)

(OVERLAPPING CONVERSATIONS)

My village is the last stop,

then follow my instructions.

- God, Michael.

- I will give him your note.

No, he's going to be frantic,

and Lucy needs to know where I am.

I will take

care of everything.

MARIA:
Dear Michael,

please don't be worried.

I'm just taking a couple of

days to sort my head out.

I desperately want to

find a way to move on

so that we can

be a family again.

I love you and

Lucy so, so much.

Be home soon. Maria.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(FLIES BUZZING)

I love you so much.

(SNIFFLES)

(RASPY GROANING)

(RASPY GROANING)

- (RUSTLING)

- (GASPS)

Who's there?

(BELLS CHIMES)

(SCREAMS)

(RASPY GROANING)

(CAWING WEAKLY)

(GASPS)

(BELLS CHIMES)

(DOOR CREAKING)

Oliver?

(BANGING)

Who are you?

(WAILING)

(BANGING CONTINUES)

(CROWD OUTSIDE SPEAKING HINDI)

(CLAMORING IN HINDI)

(INTENSE BANGING)

(ALL NOISES STOPS)

(CHILD SOBBING)

(SOBBING CONTINUES)

Oliver?

- Mommy?

- (GASPS)

Mommy, is that you?

Oliver, it's Mommy.

Can you hear me?

Yes.

Yes, I can hear you.

Where am I, Mommy?

Baby, press yourself close.

Come up right against the

door and press yourself close

so we can be

close together, okay?

Are you there?

Yes, Mommy.

Oliver, I miss you.

I miss you so much, baby.

You know I love you, right?

More than life itself.

I miss you, too.

I miss Daddy and Lucy.

Oliver, Momma has

something to tell you.

I came here because

I wanted to say that I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for leaving you.

It wasn't your fault.

(SOBBING)

I love you, Mommy.

MARIA:
Baby,

I think about you day and night.

I wish I could

hold you in my arms.

(CREAKING)

OLIVER:

The door won't open.

I can't get in.

I know, baby.

I'm not allowed to let you in.

OLIVER:
It's dark out here.

I want to come in.

MARIA:
I'm sorry.

I can't do it.

Please, Mommy, open the door.

I want to hug you. (CRYING)

It's okay, baby.

It's okay to cry.

Mommy's crying, too.

I have to go now, Mommy.

What?

I have to go

back now, Mommy.

No!

No, you just got here.

No, please.

Baby, no, don't go.

Don't go. I just want

a few more minutes, okay?

Just a few more minutes, baby.

Please. Please, Oliver!

Where are you?

Ollie?

Oliver!

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